Because we didn't travel enough this summer, we felt we needed just one more trip to satisfy our desires...
Actually, we are heading to Vegas for a wedding. Rick's youngest sister is getting hitched.
And you'd think we'd have learned how to pack by now... but no. We hadn't. In fact, Rick pulled something kinda funny this time around. He stood in the kitchen with a handful of containers, all full of liquids. Shampoos, conditioners and eye glass cleaners. And one by one, he was tossing them into the trash can.
"Uh, Rick... what are you doing?"
"Throwing these away."
"May I ask why?"
"Because they won't let me take these on the plane."
* pause *
"Will they let you keep them in your house?"
It still took me five minutes to get across to him that just because the airlines were mean and nasty and wouldn't let him have his liquids, didn't mean that we were mean here.
I let him keep the shampoo. Because it was mine.